Nightmares

Wake the fuck, I gotta luck up, we getting lit, then we struck

This is a stuck up, utter out, we get the funds up

Spray shots, he woke the pub, mayor pardons, he been corrupt but

Police investigating, Jakes arrived, they separating, bullets penetrating

Families at the wake-and, bank accumulating, decompose body parts that's decaying

He wants to murder, other niggas he never heard-a

Initially from suburba, grab the kilo, gots to serve-a fiend but it's really undercover

Oh shit, there go the feds, they on his ass, his ass grass, .44 he gots to blast